
“ yes sir, I Andi” reply me briefly.
A father who approached me was an Ojol. If you notice, your father's age
that's about forty years.
“ this helmet”.
“ ok thanks yes pak”.
Then to Gramed.
Along the way, Mr. Ojol started a conversation so that the atmosphere was not too quiet. It talks about the treatment of children today. Maybe because the passenger is still a teenager, he wants to give advice to be a good young man.
I certainly don't ignore all of his advice. Sometimes listening to the advice of parents can make us better at choosing decisions in the future in action.
About 10 minutes, finally arrived at Gramed. Not far but not near.
“ this sir the payment. Thanks yes pak”.
“oiya thanks ya Mas”.
“ be careful yes pak”.
“ yes Mas,”
returning the old man's smile, Mr. Ojol went looking for the next customer.
Gramedia on Sudirman Street, the location is quite strategic because it is in the middle of the city. Close to two universities, namely UGM & UNY, so it is quite rare for visitors. Enter and immediately go to the second floor, because the first floor is filled with electronic goods.
On the second floor is filled with textbooks, from books for toddlers to S3 students. There are also books for students or students. On this floor is the book that Masku needs to be. With the photo of the book he sent, it didn't take long to find it. Then buy a few dozen books for school purposes, as well as for the Ikhsan.
After collecting all the required books on the second floor, then go to the cashier and pay for them. Next colonize the third floor. The floor is full of novels and comic books. You could say heaven of the lovers.
The groceries I have left.
Arriving on the third floor, there were hundreds of comics welcoming my arrival. The majority of comics here are from translated Japanese comics, yes if you still use Japanese who wants to buy.
The place I want to go is a line of mystery novels. There are many books of that genre, but currently only detective Sherlock Holmes interests me at this time.
Fun to see the various titles of Sherlock Holmes stories, there is a woman in casual clothes who took a look at the mystery genre novel.
Well-favoured.
The right word drew the woman's face, but that's not what made me notice her. Except for a keychain in the form of a school logo that I'm about to enter. The hanger was hanging from the bag he was wearing.
Then I went on and focused on seeing the Sherlock Holmes series.
“Mas, can you ask for help ??”. the woman asked
“oh yes Ma'am, can-can,”
“ please fetch the book Endless Night, because it does not take me..” (while withstanding shame).
“ ok Mbak,”
I immediately picked up the book he wanted, and I spontaneously asked.
“ Mbak schoolgirls in Modern High School huh?”.
“oh, how do you know Mas?”.
“ was seen the keychain Mbak”.
“ hualah, yes I am a new student, tomorrow just start school. Also yes?”.
“ oohh gtu, there are friends who school there. That's why you can know it.” I didn't lie and actually have an acquaintance who went to school there, just answering his question with a statement that could answer his question.
The mother immediately went to the cashier. I still want to see the Sherlock Holmes series.
***
At 13:15 WIB out of Gramed. As per the offer, I'm backing Mbak for immediate effect
fetched.
Right near the exit gate of Gramed, beside the tree, a woman who had asked me for help was standing as if waiting for something. Since I was also waiting for an invitation that seemed like a long time was coming, I approached her.
“ wait for an invitation huh Mbak?”
“ uh Mas earlier, yes Mas. Wait ojol”.
The more I heard each of his words, the more it became clear that he was from outside Java. The log he used was very different.
“Mbaknya from outside java ya?”
“ Yes Mas, caught ya Mas from the logatnya…. I'm from Sumatra, Mas itself?”.
“ I am from Sumatra also”
“ oh same dong, Sumatra where?"
" Park"
" wow one of our cities turns out, which area?"
" panam, mbaknya?"
" pandau, yaah quite far but gk what is one city. Mas name who yes?”
“ Andi, if mbak?”.
“Nabila, greetings know yes..”.
Right after Nabila told him his name, Ojol approached and asked him if he
who ordered.
“ okay Ndi, I think we split here. First yaa”.
“ ok be careful,”
Saw him go away drowning in traffic.
A few moments later, my mother came over.
“ who was it?”.
“ new know also”.
“ hmm... dah great adek mbak yaa..” godanya.
“ hadeh, right gk wrong if acquaintance,”.
“ haha.
“ ok ”.
We're back home.
***